Tag Archive: Death

Wait. This was actually a dream about a Zombie Apocalypse.

There’s a shared collective consciousness in the air.  No one dares to say a word or walk faster than a timid shuffle. The air is thick and moist, almost like we are moving… Continue reading

Box

            Yannis’ basement flat was in a prime location, halfway between Chiswick and Hammersmith, it was part of a beautiful Victorian town house with beautiful high ceilings and… Continue reading

30.01.2013 PAD

                Nicole, this does not even rhyme.   Distant reverberation I can hear it in the wind Carious hearts, lost cations Are left to linger  … Continue reading